Clawing, Still

Lyrics for Clawing, Still

A part of every living thing that claws from its caged love dwells its incessancy. I will forever become the raging water. Pummeling mesmer as you try and seep through suffering as if there's an escape: cognition or real reason. Truth be told all lividity beholds finality, wreathed into momentary amethyst. I will not, I will not, I will not contend your hive of apathy, as your sky comes crumbling down upon ages. Stumbling upon your own life untaken, release me from your broken dream: obsolete in everything. Surfacing exposure rages over you. Surfacing exposure, my rage over you who refuses every tide to turn the hand. My worth to grovel at a throne of grandeur. Release me. Lifeless value served under fate. I choose to fiddle truth, that some stoic mirror you feel resembles a life wanted. Lacking a final cure for you to change.